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I'm just a good ol' boy from Virginia Where the smell of tobacco, still hangs in the barn The house i grew up in, mama sang church hymns While I hid and played free bird on daddy's guitar I learned to put my trust in a good pair of boots And I ain't ashamed of my down home roots Call me country it runs deep in my bones My hearts in the holler The fields in my soul There's a piece of my past down every dirt road It's my home, aw yea call me country I remember granddaddy How we'd talk about that oak tree six generations too strong to fall down And you ought to see the sunset When it touches the red dirt How it burns like a brush fire before it goes down This piece of land will always carry my last name When asked who i am with pride i would say Call me country It runs deep in my bones Letras de cancionesMy hearts in the holler The fields in my soul There's a piece of my past down every dirt road It's my home, aw yea Call me country Call me country it runs deep in my bones My hearts in the holler The fields in my soul There's a piece of my past down every dirt road It's my home, oh call me country, yea Call me country From Letras Mania